"Where's your girl?" I asked Kenz.
"I don't know Nana. Do you have her?"
I dug through my purse. "Nope, she's not in here. Did you stick her in a book?"
"No, Nana, she's not here."
We got out of the car and ran back to the library. As we passed the window we saw her. She was standing on the ledge, calling to us. I'm in the children's section, don't forget me. Kenz had set her down next to the window and we both forgot about her. Very funny!